I fear interactions

In these hustles and bustles,

my heart speaks in whispers,

fearing to ride, on these waves,

and lose the depth, of its voice... 

For, the noise cause disorientation,

obscuring sights, of my destination,

so I wander, lost in the labyrinth, 

never to reach, the exit gates... 

And I fear... 

Of getting more involved, 

entrapped in these nets,

that take away my freedom,

to swim freely, in the oceans. 

I do have the appreciations,

for their support and considerations, 

yet, these feelings, taking its toll,

pushing me away, from given roles. 

For, these are treasured spaces, 

thriving in dreams, my aesthetics, 

losing its sheen, getting adulterated,

by not finding, conductive environments. 

So, I was wary, of these interactions, 

protecting self, without offending others,

sitting on the heights, inside my mind, 

surrounded by invisible barriers.